Thursday, July 28, 2011

July, July!

Ok, I think it's time we acknowledge that I am not very good at consistently updating, but hey I've kept this up since November. I have been in Ireland for over eight months! That is eight months of fish and chips, Guinness, whiskey, making new friends, seeing old friends, interning, frolicking through green rolling fields, sheep sighting, etc.

Last Wednesday I went with the theatre company to the Absolute Fringe Launch Party. I was dressed to the nines but in the end it was a bit disappointing. S. and I were expecting the vodka to be flowing but instead we were only given one free drink and then expected to pay at the bar if we wanted any more. Also there was not any food. Yes, I know this sounds snobby but haven been dragged to more than my share of artsy fartsy events I know that food is to be served if it is at a peak dining hour, like 6:00pm. So after we stayed long enough to schmooze S. and her friends and I headed off to a real pub had some wine and then went off to stuff our faces.



Summer comes in short doses here. A popular phrase that has been circulating is "I love summer in Ireland, it's my favourite day of the year." Sadly this is pretty close to the truth but Saturday was lovely so I headed to Malahide, a town on the coast, so I could at least say that I walked on a sandy beach once this summer. Sunday was nice as well so I took part in another popular summer activity spending the day in a beer garden. Drinking is a year round activity when it's miserable out you drink in the pub and when it's gorgeous out you drink outside the pub. I am getting the hang of it.

Tuesday was very busy in the office. We are getting ready to be audited which means we have to put together a gross amount of paperwork and I have become very good friends with the staff at our local bank branch. My boss has also put me in charge of social networking as I am young and hip. Right? So that being said like our page on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/smashingtimestheatrecompany and follow us on Twitter @Smashing_Times please and thank you. Maybe if this social networking goes well I can start a blog for the theatre company. I know you ghosts of the ethernet would like that. Oh! Also my boss is sending me to Valencia, Spain in October for a seminar/conference we are doing with a partner company, all expenses paid. I am so excited. See? It does pay off to work for nothing.

Today I am feeling very Carrie Bradshaw a la Sex in the City because I bought two pairs of shoes today and am now blogging, which is essentially what she did only it was in the 90's so blogs didn't exist. And she wrote about more adult things. And spent her money on Manolo Blahnik's. The fact that I am able to make this reference makes me cringe a little. But I needed new shoes, as in truly needed not wanted, because I have worn holes into two pairs of my flats because I walk everywhere.

Yesterday I went to the National Stud in Kildare with my friend M. to see where some of the worlds best race horses are born and bred. The Queen stopped by on her recent visit, so naturally I had to see what all the fuss was about. The highlight was getting to pet some of the fouls. I was squealing and cooing over them. But they were really cute and their fur was still baby soft. Pictures will be coming! In addiction to the horses the grounds also boast a Japanese garden which was beautiful and St. Fiachra's Garden which houses old monastic cells. As we left we saw a sign for St. Bridget's Well which I vaguely remembered had some historical accuracy so I made M. turn down the narrow lane where we came to the well and the natural spring that supplies it. I washed my feet in the spring as is custom, it was ice cold, but clearly a perfectly Irish cultural experience. Then we had fish and chips at a local pub and saw The Guard, a film by John Michael McDonagh, brother of the fames playwright Martin McDonagh. I highly recommend this dark comedy set in, of course, Ireland.

In other worldly news, this past month we have seen some violence in the North due to July being what is referred to as "marching season". Protestants light giant bonfires and march through Catholic communities in order to commemorate their victory in the Battle of the Boyne in 1690. Next month I am going to east-Belfast with the company to hold some workshops-should be interesting.

My thoughts and prayers go to those in Norway. It seems we live in troubled and violent times all over the globe...

I hear it's real hot in the USA! Have fun and stay cool. Or send us some sun!

Over and out!

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